Warwick the Godfather of Terra

The most correct adjective should be inheritance.

Ever since the old generation of cavalrymen of the Linguang family retired, Margaret Linguang's parents could have inherited the ancestral home directly from the old man without paying any taxes.

But, unfortunately, the couple disappeared when Lin Guang was a child.

The house became an empty property before it could be registered.

Of course, that’s okay, after all, Margaret is still here.

Moreover, the young Margaret lived up to everyone's expectations. At the age of only a teenager, she won the title of Glory Knight and instantly became the focus of everyone.

Just when everyone thought that the new pride of the Linguang family would inherit the ancestral home, Linguang was revealed to have oripathy and was exiled from Casimir.

In an instant, the house became ownerless again.

But Maria was not yet sixteen years old at that time and had no right to inherit the house.

Everyone originally wanted to find Mauna to inherit. After all, the eldest son was no longer capable, so the second son could be used!

But when the people from the Property Notary Office found my uncle, he declined on the grounds that he was busy at work.

Besides, the salary he gets as a corporate slave is barely enough to cover his basic expenses.

How could it be possible to pay these two late payment fees that needed to be paid due to the sudden disappearance of the heirs?

That's not a small number.

At this time, Sofia stood up.

She took the money to the housing authority, paid the late payment fee, and inherited the entire mansion.

When she inherited this house, some reporters from the Rose Newspaper Company rubbed their eyes and prepared to watch the big show.

After all, Zofia's family background is just a branch of the Linguang family.

And now, as a side branch, she has bought the house of the main family. If there is a show of confrontation between the side branch and the main branch, they don't need to rack their brains to make up stories...

No, it's writing.

They don't have to rack their brains to write the article, as long as they record it truthfully, they can make a lot of money!

What's more, according to the correct name, the direct lineage of the Linguang branch has not yet been extinct!

Mainna Rinkou, the second son, the expelled Knight Yao, and the young Maria Rinkou, all three are direct relatives.

This kind of war between blood relatives is the easiest to sell!

If this is the first piece of news and it gets out, we will make a lot of money!

The reporters seemed to see stacks of banknotes waving at them, and the editors seemed to be looking forward to their bright future.

However, just as the editors and reporters were sharpening their pens, there was not even a hint of discord between Zofia, Mainna and little Maria as they had expected.

Mainna voluntarily worked overtime in the company, and Zofia and Maria, the aunt and niece, continued to get along peacefully.

For example, now, the aunt and niece are still communicating in a friendly manner.

"Qiang!"

The two long swords intersected. After years of use, constant oiling and maintenance, these two wooden swords had already developed a bronze-like yellow color.

Maria's long hair was tied up high behind her head. The long period of intense exercise caused her fully grown and well-proportioned chest to rise and fall violently.

"Huh...huh..."

Her palms were numb, and the sword in her hands was no longer as easy to hold as at the beginning. With every swing of the sword, every slash, and every block, the muscles in her arms were feeding back the same information to her central nervous system.

"I can't stand it anymore. I can't stand it anymore."

However, the aunt sitting opposite her was still able to use the wooden sword in her hand to make gorgeous sword flowers with ease, as if the five-hour battle was just a warm-up exercise for her!

"If this is the extent of your resilience, little Maria, I will not let you participate in tomorrow's competition."

Her full chest rose and fell slightly, and Zofia, holding the sword in her right hand, could not say that she was not tired at all, after all, she had been practicing with Maria for so long. This child learned swordsmanship from that unreliable man, and although he did not have the momentum that could match the fierce light that penetrated everything, his exquisite sword style combined with his always energetic fighting spirit made him really difficult to deal with.

only…

The left hand on her waist supported her slender waist which had no extra fat due to long-term exercise. An inexplicable force slowly turned into a trickle from her left hand, nourishing her tired body like peeling silk from a cocoon.

She discovered this when she was sparring with Maria after she came back a few days ago.

At first she didn't know why, but her body, which was already over 30 years old, had more energy than when she was young.

It was not until later when I carefully experienced it that I realized that it was my left hand, which had been cut to the bones, that was charging itself with energy.

Zofia couldn't figure out what was going on, but she knew very well that it must be related to the dark knight in plate armor who distributed the treasure of the Dripping Village Knights with her that day.

Thinking of that figure, Zofia became curious.

A man who exudes a strong sense of justice, but calls himself the Dark Knight.

During this time back home, in addition to training little Maria, Zofia was also looking for an independent knight named Dark Knight to participate in competitive competitions recently.

Of course there are results.

But after looking through the seven or eight independent knights who participated in the knight competition under the name of the Dark Knight, none of them was like that man.

What kind of person is he?

Sophia was lost in thought.

The wooden sword in his hand was accidentally dropped.

"Boom!"

The light wooden sword at this moment showed the power of a real sword and stabbed deeply into Maria's chest.

This move directly pushed Maria out!

The poor kid didn't even react to what was happening before he felt a pain in his chest and his vision went dark. After a sharp feeling of weightlessness, all he saw was the familiar ceiling of his own training ground.

"what happened?"

Maria stared blankly at the light on the ceiling, not even understanding for a moment how she flew out.

The culprit, Aunt Xie, who accidentally stabbed her own niece several meters away with a sword because she was distracted and thinking about another wild man, slowly retracted the wooden sword.

You can't panic at a time like this. The more panicked you are, the easier it will be for people to see that you have something to hide.

Putting the wooden sword aside, Zofia spoke lightly as she looked at Maria who was struggling to get up while holding her chest.

"Does it hurt?"

Covering her chest, Maria had a bitter face.

"pain."

Sofia crossed her arms and hunched the two lumps on her chest.

“You should be thankful that I am your aunt, not your rival.

And I used a wooden sword, not a real sword."

Zofia's cold gaze made Maria shiver. She had never been stared at like this by her aunt before!

"Well, that..."

Maria, who suddenly turned from a lively girl into a weak one, was about to speak.

"Remember! Maria!"

Sofia's sudden shout frightened her so much that she trembled all over.

"Now, you can't even react to a sudden attack during training. When you step onto the stage of knight competition in the future, no one will show mercy!"

Sofia's eyes were serious and bright.

Maria couldn't help but stand at attention when she saw it.

"Even though the knight competition has now become a commercial display, it doesn't mean that you can regain the glory of the Linguang family in your current state!"

Sofia picked up the wooden sword from the ground, threw it casually, and accurately threw it into the scabbard hanging on the wall.

"It is precisely because of the infiltration of capital that the profit-seeking instinct of those businessmen makes them do whatever it takes. As long as it can bring them benefits, you can't even imagine what they will do.

There are precedents for sudden attacks in combat, and launching offensive moves without the referee's permission."

Walking up to her niece who was only ten years younger than her, Sofia's voice suddenly became gentle again.

"Only if you adapt to various situations can you ensure that there will be no unexpected situations that cost lives in that difficult battle."

Maria listened with awe.

She is worthy of being my aunt who made it to the top 16 of the Knights Tournament on her own without accepting any sponsorship of advanced equipment!

She speaks in a logical way! It turns out that everything my aunt does is for my own good!

"Aunt, I know."

Maria nodded, with a determined light in her eyes.

“This year, if no new long-riders appear in the Linguang family, the Linguang family’s noble status will be stripped!

This is the last chance. I don’t care about the noble status, but I cannot let the glory of the Linguang family disappear from me!

Aunt, please train me well, I will definitely work hard! "

Zofia smiled and searched her elastic little face.

"I would have done the same without you telling me, my little Maria."

"I know my aunt is the best!"

Maria cheered and threw herself onto Zofia.

Sofia reached out and caught the child, whose body was already soaked with sweat.

"Okay, you must be tired after working so hard for so long. Go change your clothes and take a shower. Have a good rest. We will continue training tomorrow morning."

Maria pulled herself out of Sofia's arms, nodded, quickly took off her heavy protective gear, and ran to the bathroom.

Looking at the protective gear on the ground, Zofia sighed.

Fortunately, this girl was stubborn and didn't notice anything.

After picking up the things on the ground, Sofia dragged him out from underground.

The sweat-soaked vest needs to be washed, dried, and put away.

“When did your left hand recover?”

A decadent and tired male voice was heard, and it was obvious that it was the tone of a hard-working office worker who had worked overtime for three days and nights without any rest or even a good sleep.

Maenna Lingguang, wearing a messy suit, walked in with a briefcase in his left hand and a newspaper in his right hand.

He put the newspaper on the table, threw the briefcase on the sofa, and casually pulled it twice with a sigh of relief. The once lone ranger now exuded a kind of dejected air of "destruction, I'm tired".

"It has rested for so long, it's time to move around."

Zofia didn't even turn her head and continued to pack up the training clothes that Maria had taken off. The heavy training equipment was still quite heavy even after washing and drying, but in the hands of the knight who was once famous for his whip blade, it was as light as a feather as she folded it up and put it aside.

“Even if it doesn’t create any real value now, it’s still much better than leaving it aside to rust.”

Zofia stood up with a hint of meaning and put the heavy protective gear into the equipment bag. The equipment bag was quite old and had been worn out quite badly, but judging from the shiny surface that had been rubbed to the point of being almost covered with patina,

Mainna took out a sandwich from his briefcase and stuffed it into his mouth carelessly, then washed it down with coffee. He then opened today's newspaper and looked at the headline 'Mysterious contestant registers, can he restore the family's glory', and asked in a dull and tired voice, burying his horse face in the newspaper.

"You knew she had signed up, so why didn't you stop her?"

Maina was flipping through the newspaper, and the rustling sound of the pages was painful.

"Stop her for what?"

After packing up, Zofia turned around and looked at the office worker slumped on the sofa.

"Since you're not going to inherit it, why do you want to stop your children's dreams?"

Sofia reads the newspaper.

It was as if I wanted to see through the thin layer of paper and see Mainna's expression.

However, the silence in the room was interrupted by a phone call.

"Yes, Minister, I will definitely attend the reception tomorrow. Okay, I will give him the documents, don't worry, tonight..."

Looking at Mainna who left with the phone in her hand in a dignified manner, Sofia sighed.

It's not easy for him either.